Kanye West
Get By (Remix) dainos žodžiai
[Mos Def]HistoryIt's happening every day y'all (right now)Everyday (right now)Right now (good mornin'
Vietnam!)ListenBrooklyn wins againIt's the Stuy
it's the Bush
dem niggaz againTa' Kweli
Mighty Def
and S Dot on the guest slotKanye
you're the dope man in hip hop
now let's rockNow roll out niggaz
my hometown niggazI get it good in your hood so slow down niggazWatch the speed though
mind the pedal and ease offA street talk into a collision course with these walls - bam!They don't move
don't brake
don't lose
don't sleepLight passin'
light fashion
life happens that fast
party doneBlack hands up and prayerBlack guns up in fearDyin' wish is to touch the airSeekin' heaven that wasn't hereEyes will not see another yearIt's another dayIt's the same fightDifferent round
sound the bellMix it up as if you're where you live it up the beatAnd get risen up you're knocked down get back and get it upGet off of queer street and get with usAnd get clear where we did itFrom the heart
from the peopleFrom the top
from the jeepFrom the gutter
from the streetFrom my soul to the mic to the essenceSo in my absence you feel the presence
exactlyI make contact for sure the emceeMe and mine we don't just get byWe get free and that's ready [Mos -- nigga] [Jay-Z]Just to get byNigga I sold coke
nigga I pushed lahCarried a fo'fiveClaimed I was ready to diePromised never to cryHeld it all insideReality was too much to take so IKept my mind friedSlept for most of mineSoon as I closed my eyesThen I woke up behindThinking either I load up these ninesOr blow up with rhymescause this flow of mine is like blow up but lines of cocaAnd your folks think Hov' just wrote stuff to rhymeNah
I'm a poster for what happened seein your momsDoin five dollars worth to work just to get a dimeSo pardon my dispositionWhy should I listen to a system that never listened to me?Picture me working McDonald'sI'd rather pull a mac on youSorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packin [Kanye West]It's on I'm packin weight like nina simonePiano flowIt's like a Michaelangelo painted a portrait of Maya AngelouAnd gave it to a sick poet for they antidoteIf music gets you choked up this is the tree and the ropeThis is shy nigga I mista all of thatF**k a map
let's put this bitch on the almanacDice what they hittin' for
'lax what you sittin' onTracks who you spittin on
rap till we get it onAnd don't let nobody with the power to signEver tell you you ain't got the power to rhymeThey used to tell me toughen upPut some bass in your voiceThey used to tell me lighten upPut some mase in your voiceLord willin' I ain't killt nobodyBut I have a feelin' this albumThat I'm gonna make a killin'Or not a shillin'This is love it or hate it musicBut
at least we made it musicAnd we didn't make it industryThis is gon' be interestingThis'll be the end of me or I'm finna be an entityKanye
Jay-Z
Mos Def
and KweliWe are not makin' songs no moreWe're makin' history[background singers]This morning I woke upFeelin brand new
I jumped upFeelin my highs and my lowsIn my soul
and my goalsJust to stop smoking and stop drinkinBut I been thinkin I got my reasonsJust to get (by)
just to get (by)Just to get (by)
just to get (by) [background singers repeat in the background]bah dah bah dah
bah dah bah dahbah dah bah dah
bah dah bah daaah [Talib Kweli]Just to get by
just to get byJust to get by
just to get by [background singers]bah dah bah dah
bah dah bah dahBah dah bah dah
bah dah bah daaah [Talib Kweli]Just to get by
just to get byJust to get by We keep it gangsta
saying 'fo shizzle'
'fo sheezy'Desensitized to the violence on TV during the warKillin each other is easy as whore and liquor for fallen niggaz Believeme
it's ghetto libations seen it all befo'Just to get by
my people we get flyMy people we get high
fillin cigars with the lahNigga come on
even Jesus was stoned before receivin' the throneI send a rest in peace to Nina Simone [Busta Rhymes]Back in the days we was used to doin the shitI can't call it all in the streetsWe would hustle and fiends would ask for itI guess I was used to just standin on cornersWaitin for paper bags with bundles of crackHopin the week was good so I could get money backTo get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get byWhen I was stressed I possessed a side of my strengthThat made me angry and bleedWith the frustration havin me smokin Newports and weedTo get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get byThose be the times when I try to relyOn my niggaz and street motherf**kersAnd reach out to wifey and then I place a call on my motherTo get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by(Hey yo mom pick up the phone
I g- I gotta to talk to you ma)If you was five percent instead of actin stupid and guessinYou had to go and study your lessonsAnd know your math in the building recession to get by [Hook: Talib Kweli + background singers]This morning I woke upFeelin brand new
I jumped upFeelin my highs and my lowsIn my soul
and my goalsJust to stop smoking and stop drinkinBut I been thinkin I got my reasonsJust to get (by)
just to get (by)Just to get (by)
just to get (get buh buh buh bye bye) [background singers repeat in the background]bah dah bah dah
bah dah bah dahbah dah bah dah
bah dah bah daaah [Talib Kweli]Some people crySome people try just to get byFor a piece of the pieYou love to eat and be highWe deceive and we lieAnd we keepin' it fly - yo yo yo yo yoWhen people decideKeep a disguiseCan't see your eyesSee the evil insideThe best people you findStrong or feeble in mindI stay readin' the signsyo-yo-yo-yo yo[repeat]
Vietnam!)ListenBrooklyn wins againIt's the Stuy
it's the Bush
dem niggaz againTa' Kweli
Mighty Def
and S Dot on the guest slotKanye
you're the dope man in hip hop
now let's rockNow roll out niggaz
my hometown niggazI get it good in your hood so slow down niggazWatch the speed though
mind the pedal and ease offA street talk into a collision course with these walls - bam!They don't move
don't brake
don't lose
don't sleepLight passin'
light fashion
life happens that fast
party doneBlack hands up and prayerBlack guns up in fearDyin' wish is to touch the airSeekin' heaven that wasn't hereEyes will not see another yearIt's another dayIt's the same fightDifferent round
sound the bellMix it up as if you're where you live it up the beatAnd get risen up you're knocked down get back and get it upGet off of queer street and get with usAnd get clear where we did itFrom the heart
from the peopleFrom the top
from the jeepFrom the gutter
from the streetFrom my soul to the mic to the essenceSo in my absence you feel the presence
exactlyI make contact for sure the emceeMe and mine we don't just get byWe get free and that's ready [Mos -- nigga] [Jay-Z]Just to get byNigga I sold coke
nigga I pushed lahCarried a fo'fiveClaimed I was ready to diePromised never to cryHeld it all insideReality was too much to take so IKept my mind friedSlept for most of mineSoon as I closed my eyesThen I woke up behindThinking either I load up these ninesOr blow up with rhymescause this flow of mine is like blow up but lines of cocaAnd your folks think Hov' just wrote stuff to rhymeNah
I'm a poster for what happened seein your momsDoin five dollars worth to work just to get a dimeSo pardon my dispositionWhy should I listen to a system that never listened to me?Picture me working McDonald'sI'd rather pull a mac on youSorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packin [Kanye West]It's on I'm packin weight like nina simonePiano flowIt's like a Michaelangelo painted a portrait of Maya AngelouAnd gave it to a sick poet for they antidoteIf music gets you choked up this is the tree and the ropeThis is shy nigga I mista all of thatF**k a map
let's put this bitch on the almanacDice what they hittin' for
'lax what you sittin' onTracks who you spittin on
rap till we get it onAnd don't let nobody with the power to signEver tell you you ain't got the power to rhymeThey used to tell me toughen upPut some bass in your voiceThey used to tell me lighten upPut some mase in your voiceLord willin' I ain't killt nobodyBut I have a feelin' this albumThat I'm gonna make a killin'Or not a shillin'This is love it or hate it musicBut
at least we made it musicAnd we didn't make it industryThis is gon' be interestingThis'll be the end of me or I'm finna be an entityKanye
Jay-Z
Mos Def
and KweliWe are not makin' songs no moreWe're makin' history[background singers]This morning I woke upFeelin brand new
I jumped upFeelin my highs and my lowsIn my soul
and my goalsJust to stop smoking and stop drinkinBut I been thinkin I got my reasonsJust to get (by)
just to get (by)Just to get (by)
just to get (by) [background singers repeat in the background]bah dah bah dah
bah dah bah dahbah dah bah dah
bah dah bah daaah [Talib Kweli]Just to get by
just to get byJust to get by
just to get by [background singers]bah dah bah dah
bah dah bah dahBah dah bah dah
bah dah bah daaah [Talib Kweli]Just to get by
just to get byJust to get by We keep it gangsta
saying 'fo shizzle'
'fo sheezy'Desensitized to the violence on TV during the warKillin each other is easy as whore and liquor for fallen niggaz Believeme
it's ghetto libations seen it all befo'Just to get by
my people we get flyMy people we get high
fillin cigars with the lahNigga come on
even Jesus was stoned before receivin' the throneI send a rest in peace to Nina Simone [Busta Rhymes]Back in the days we was used to doin the shitI can't call it all in the streetsWe would hustle and fiends would ask for itI guess I was used to just standin on cornersWaitin for paper bags with bundles of crackHopin the week was good so I could get money backTo get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get byWhen I was stressed I possessed a side of my strengthThat made me angry and bleedWith the frustration havin me smokin Newports and weedTo get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get byThose be the times when I try to relyOn my niggaz and street motherf**kersAnd reach out to wifey and then I place a call on my motherTo get by
just to get by
just to get by
just to get by(Hey yo mom pick up the phone
I g- I gotta to talk to you ma)If you was five percent instead of actin stupid and guessinYou had to go and study your lessonsAnd know your math in the building recession to get by [Hook: Talib Kweli + background singers]This morning I woke upFeelin brand new
I jumped upFeelin my highs and my lowsIn my soul
and my goalsJust to stop smoking and stop drinkinBut I been thinkin I got my reasonsJust to get (by)
just to get (by)Just to get (by)
just to get (get buh buh buh bye bye) [background singers repeat in the background]bah dah bah dah
bah dah bah dahbah dah bah dah
bah dah bah daaah [Talib Kweli]Some people crySome people try just to get byFor a piece of the pieYou love to eat and be highWe deceive and we lieAnd we keepin' it fly - yo yo yo yo yoWhen people decideKeep a disguiseCan't see your eyesSee the evil insideThe best people you findStrong or feeble in mindI stay readin' the signsyo-yo-yo-yo yo[repeat]
